"Dean of the Third Middle School."

A packed envelope was handed to a middle-aged man with round-rimmed glasses.

He suspiciously opened it and looked at it, and the contents shocked him.

I looked around, but luckily no one else was paying attention to me.

"Miss Tang."

Sanzhong Jiulin deliberately lowered his voice, and kindly advised, "Please don't interfere in this matter." The other party is really someone we can't afford to mess with. ”

Even this meeting was cautious.

Otherwise, maybe when I get home again, I will see the corpses of my wife and daughter.

"Dean of the Third Middle School, you just have to tell me who the person who asked you to forge the death certificate is."

Sanzhong Jiulin stretched out his hand and gently wiped the sweat on his forehead.

"I can't really say that."

Moreover, it is impossible to say.

Fortunately, Qinghai Chuantang did not ask any further.

Instead, he nodded, said he understood, and got up and left the coffee shop.

Looking at the other party's departing figure, Sanzhong Jiulin couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He took out his mobile phone and hurriedly called someone, his voice trembling.

"I have done as you asked, I beg you, go and do not harm my wife and daughter"

"Mr. Sanzhong, rest assured, the organization has always been a word counts. After this time, you will be arranged to go to other countries, and from then on you will be incognito, so that she will never find you again. ”

"I understand, I understand." Sanzhong Jiulin nodded as if he had received amnesty.

The content of the letter handed over to the other party by Qinghai Chuantang is not a report of DNA identification results.

There is only one sentence written on the paper, and someone threatens you.

The act of jumping into the trap knowing the trap cannot be called "planning the plan".

It should not enter the tiger's den, but get the tiger.

On the same day, Maori Kogoro was invited to Fujiwara's house, and with it, of course, there were also Xiaolan and Conan.

Because a case related to the Fujiwara family has been solved, Mori Kogoro was invited to serve as a witness for the son-in-law selection ceremony.

Fujiwara is a form of Japanese aristocracy that has existed since the Asuka period.

"It's the Fujiwara family. Even if it is located in the deep mountains and old forests, the house looks so magnificent. ”

Mori Kogoro looked at all this in surprise and was amazed.

On the stone wall of the gate, in addition to the proper surname, there is also a pattern of the descending vine, which is the family crest of the Fujiwara family.

"You're Mr. Maori, aren't you?"

As the door opened, a woman who looked quite temperamental, dressed solemnly and maturely, appeared in everyone's sight.

Next to her, there was also a middle-aged man in a black tuxedo.

"Yes, I'm Maori Kogoro."

He showed a mature and steady look, showing to the fullest what is called the charm of a man's thirty-one flowers.

At the same time, he also introduced his daughter and the little ghost who had lived in his house for a long time.

"Hello, I'm Toshio Fujiwara's granddaughter, and my name is 'Misaku Chisai'."

She had a proper smile on her face all the time.

Led by Misaku Chisai, they came to the huge courtyard.

The surrounding plants and trees are neatly repaired, giving people a very harmonious visual enjoyment, which also reflects the meticulous style of the owner's family.

"The Fujiwara family used to be in forestry, right?"

"I didn't think you knew it so well."

Mori Kogoro smirked, "As a detective, of course I was well prepared when I came. ”

At this time, it happened that five men walked down the path ahead.

At the head of the group is a young man who is also dressed as a swallowtail.

Behind him, a man in a vest carried a cage in which a native chicken was kept.

"I'll report to the master."

Misaku nodded, "I'm sorry for you." ”

After entering the main hall, several people waited at a round table at the back.

On the right side of the long table in front of them, there were four men, all dressed in a polite manner.

When the door was opened, everyone stood up.

A middle-aged man with gray hair and a serious face was pushed into a wheelchair by the housekeeper Yokai Kura and brought himself to the main seat.

"That is my grandfather Fujiwara Toshio, that is, the head of the Fujiwara family."

Next to him is the only direct granddaughter of the Fujiwara family, Fujiwara Asana. It's my cousin, just like my own sister. ”

Akina Fujiwara's parents died in a plane accident three years ago.

Therefore, she is the only heir of the Fujiwara family.

Fujiwara Toshio's health is deteriorating, so he wants to recruit his granddaughter now.

After Fujiwara Ayana sat down, everyone returned to their seats.

"Who caught it?"

"It's me." He was the one who carried the cage earlier, named Jinguang Wenming.

He is the son of a pharmaceutical company entrepreneur and a researcher who graduated from the Faculty of Pharmacy.

Toshio Fujiwara looked at the tuxedo man on the side, as if asking if the other party was honest.

"That's right."

"Prepare to celebrate."

Higara Yoi bent down slightly and said very respectfully, "Obey." ”

Then, he walked over and pushed him out of the hall for a while.

Xiaolan was stunned and had no idea what was going on.

Whispered to Misaku Zhicai beside him, "What the hell is going on?" ”

"This is the rule of the Fujiwara family when they recruit sons-in-law."

When the Fujiwara family recruits sons-in-law, they will gather candidates and hold a hunting "night of time". Catch the time and night, as a time and night feast, very important.

Whoever catches the time and night from generation to generation will become the next master.

"In other words, do you use time and night to decide who to marry?"

Such a hasty decision sounds really unacceptable.

"Of course, now it's just a formality, and it's Asana who makes the choice." After saying that, she looked at Ayana Fujiwara on the long table.

Dressed up and wearing delicate makeup on his face.

But she kept her head down, her face full of sorrow, and she didn't like her current situation.

It is traded as if it were a commodity.

"The weather is nice today, let's go for a walk in the yard together."

As he spoke, regardless of the other party's opinion, he forcibly pulled her up and took Fujiwara Ayana to the courtyard outside.

"Qiji is also coming."

As he passed by, Ayana Fujiwara said.

"Yes, miss."

Four men surrounded her and asked for her opinion, like stars holding the moon.

Through the window, they could clearly see what was happening.

"Well, aren't you going to help?"

"Grandpa said that before Ahana asks for help, he hopes we can protect her quietly."

"But she's obviously bothered, isn't she?"

Jin Guang Wenming's hand rested on Fujiwara Ayana's shoulder, and she looked a little at a loss, her head bowed, like a frightened little lamb.

"What a bunch of unqualified people." Misaku Zhicai commented.

Xiaolan also feels the same way, especially the person who caught Shi Ye, who is always forcing the other party.

Half an hour later, everyone regrouped in the hall.

In addition, there is one more guest, named Qinghai Chuantang.

"Hello everyone, I'm Mori Kogoro."

There was no reaction on the field, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.

"It's a detective."

Everyone instantly became awe-struck.

After saying that, Mori Kogoro took out the business card that he had prepared long ago from his bosom and handed it out to the people at the long table.

The content of the business card is very simple, but the use of thick gold paper as the material gives people a feeling of blinding local tyrant gold, which is really a bad taste.

At the long table, all the wine glasses were filled with white wine.

It's like the color of the setting sun suddenly appears on the surface of the lake, and it looks a little dazzling.

The food has been prepared, carefully grilled and plated, and served to Toshio Fujiwara like a work of art.

Rarely, he had a smile on his face.

He clapped his hands and said, "Come, let's raise a glass to celebrate." ”

It feels like "The Tale of Taketori",

The night banquet is like the plot of the suitors who were shoehorned into the problem by Kaguya, and they grabbed tribute to worship.

"What's that?" Xiaolan asked with some curiosity.

The delicate silver cup was poured with a scarlet liquid.

Misaku explains, "It is customary for a husband candidate to drink night blood, which means inheriting the blood of the Fujiwara family. ”

"Hey, it seems like only Mr. Jinguang's cup is ceramic?"

"Yes. Only those who caught the time and night, using ceramic cups. ”

All four men stood up, cups of blood in their hands.

At Fujiwara Toshio's gesture, everyone drank the blood in the cup.

Ayana Fujiwara sat in her seat, her head bowed, like a delicate doll at the mercy of others.

Under the lead of Fujiwara Toshio, several people also applauded.

At this time, Jin Guang Wenming's body suddenly twitched a few times, and then he was stumbled to the cabinet on the side.

A large mouthful of blood spurted onto the ground, and then fell to the ground along with the cup.

"Call an ambulance!"

Mori Kogoro hurriedly ran over to check on the other party's situation.

Kiyoshi glanced back at Ayana Fujiwara, then reached out to pick up the ceramic cup on the ground.

"Don't touch it!"

Mori Kogoro hurriedly stopped him.

Jin Guang Wen Ming spurted out another mouthful of blood, as if he was about to die at any time.

With the blood on the floor, I wrote "ri" with difficulty, and then passed out.

After all, it was a case that happened in the famous Fujiwara family, and I hope that the police can solve the case as quietly as possible.

"Dusk Police Department. In the cup used by Mr. Kanemitsu, a toxic substance was detected. ”

In the hands of the forensic personnel, he held a transparent bag, which contained the ceramic cup.

Twilight Thirteen nodded, "How's Mr. Goldlight?" ”

"Although his life was saved, he was not completely out of danger."

"In that case, let's go ask Mr. Fujiwara."

"This"

Just as Takagi was about to explain, Misaku Chisai and Hirai arrived here.

"Grandpa is not feeling well, and Asana is in a coma after being frightened, so I will answer it."

"Misaku-san, please take a seat."

The actions of the gentleman of Maori Kogoro made Twilight Thirteen's expression instantly speechless.

And complained in his heart: It seems that your old problem can't be changed for a lifetime

"Anyway, with my Mori Kogoro here, please rest assured."

After coughing lightly, he said his speculation: "In the battle between husbands and sons, the strongest Jin Guang is targeted. In other words, the murderer must be among the remaining husband candidates. And before Jin Guang died, he left a death message of 'ri'"

Twilight Thirteen couldn't bear to say, "Brother Maori, people are still alive."

However, Mori Kogoro continued as if he hadn't heard.

"Among the husband candidates, the people related to this mysterious keyword are the key objects of suspicion."

He looked at the other person and asked, "Miss Mimasaka, do you have an impression of the word 'ri'?" ”

Misaku shook her head.

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